Blizzard

It’s warm inside (as opposed to last year in the heatless homestead!) and the smells of coffee welcome the morn. Last night I ran through the snow and climbed the now completely covered staircase to the driveway to see the light. The sky was pink with storm and the brightened sky was odd for late at night but the beauty and mystery of it all was exhilarating as sixty mile an hour winds whipped up snow tornados and filled the fresh air with magic. The blizzard had arrived.

We woke to high drifts and wind making the snow look as if it were falling upward. Streams of sideways thick snow continues to fall on our patch of earth.

I said a blessing over the trees last night. Told them to spread their roots out and hold on, be strong. As old as they all are they have seen more storms than I but these storms can be brutal to trees and I wanted a bit of protection over them. They stand strong this morning facing the winds that are too riotous to tame. It is a gloriously beautiful morning.

Katie Lynn Sanders is an urban Farmgirl, writer, Mama, Grammie, and herbalist. Katie lives with her husband, Gandalf the Great Pyrenees, kitties, and chickens with names in a hundred year old adobe in Pueblo. You can find all of Katie's books at www.AuthorKatieSanders.com